The sound of music - A Prinxiety soulmate au

chapter 3- J.Delightful

Virgil didn't realize he had fallen until he slowly and shakily got up from the cafe floor and shambled to the back room. He sat down at a plastic folding table, head in his hands, taking shaky breaths. "In light of today," Virgil's head snapped up, looking towards Logan, standing in the doorway. "I suppose I could let you go home for the rest of the day." Virgil, never making eye contact, stood up, took off his apron and grabbed his stuff.

He lightly brushed against Logan, walking towards the glass door. Pushing it open he realized It was still raining outside and within seconds, he was soaked through. Instead of waiting by the bus stop as usual, he kept trudging through the rain, still in shock. What if that mace had been real? What if Logan didn't know how to stop him? Will Remus come back? Virgil started to get more nervous, probably hyperventilating, his sides heaving, hunching over in the rain against a light pole to attempt to calm down and regain his balance. "Hey!" Virgil hardly heard the person's voice. "Hey are you alright?" A man ran over, but he was hardly recognizable in the downpour. As he got closer Virgil saw a man dressed in black and yellow with a bowler hat. A small voice in the back of his head muttered why everyone dressing up as stereotypical Disney characters though? "O-oh yeah. I'm okay." Virgil stood up. "You sure?" The man asked. "Y-yeah."

~*(time skip- 30 minutes later)*~

Virgil walked up to his door, keys in hand. He quietly shut the door behind him. "Charlotte! I'm home!" Virgil peeked into the desert themed terrarium, spying his pet. "Hi there Charlotte." he mumbles as he picks up the brown tarantula out of her mini paradise. He set her down on the floor, and she scuttled away towards the couch. Ugh. I'm soaked. Virgil noticed the wet trail following behind him and the water that dripped from his purple hair. Meh. I'll mop it up later....probably.. He grabbed a pair of clothes and closed the bathroom door.

~*(another time skip- 10 min later)*~

Virgil stepped out of the bathroom and onto the black carpet. He looked around his badly furnished bedroom. A desk sat in the corner collecting dust, and a black bookshelf leaned against the grey wall, covered in clothes. Virgil heaved a sigh and pulled off a black tee-shirt from the top, throwing it on the floor. He could faintly hear his soulmate slowly humming along to another musical song.

Virgil glanced over at a corner. There a bass guitar sat propped up in the corner, collecting a film of dust. Hesitantly, he picked it up holding it like he had played it all of his life( in fact he had). He had stopped playing once he turned 13, terrified that his soulmate would judge him for his music. He plucked one of the strings. A low note quietly thrummed from the unplugged bass.The voice didn't waver. Taking a deep breath, Virgil plugged the aux cord into an amp and sat down on his mattress. He raised his hand getting ready to play, but he hesitated. Nope! Nononono nu uh. Virgil hastily set down the bass, and unplugged it. He stood up and left the room without saying another word.